reality check

how far can my sight go?
even the earth bends down at the horizon
but i dont care,
it isn't opaque for me,
this crust of silicon, iron, carbon.

they think my voice won't reach too high
'cause the air thins out beyond a height.
huh.. i pity their assumptions,
'cause when i scream
it lances through the vacuums.

they apply science to my mind,
civics to my decisions.
they measure my aggression,
count my anger,
weigh my obsession.
they analyse my necessities...
my survival being their concern,
or threat, to be precise.

people
were vestigial.
and i was insane.
but it's time for reality check.
the facts are no longer same.
they may choose to be where
they were.
but, this world,
i swear,
can't bring me down again.